It was cold and a thin layer of ice seemed to coat everything. With each footstep, a sharp aching crack would sound, and the sound would ping off the sides of his brain, echoing and finally fading, replaced with the sound of the next footstep and then the next, until his head felt cold and [...]
Archive for April, 2008
What Comes Together
05 Apr 2008
AU, abuse, angst, blair/jim, callistaecho, future, horror, nc17, rape, slash, thesentinel, torture, violence
New Geography
05 Apr 2008
AU, abuse, angst, blair/jim, callistaecho, dark, future, horror, nc17, rape, slash, thesentinel, torture, violence
The wall came up suddenly out of nowhere and Blair hit it hard, bouncing off, landing in the filth of the alley. Before he couldn’t scramble to his feet, the heavy net hit him, trapping him. Boots kicked, connecting with his ribs and his back and his stomach, and all he could do was keep [...]
So Maybe, Tomorrow I’ll Find My Way Home
05 Apr 2008
AU, abuse, angst, blair/jim, callistaecho, dark, future, horror, nc17, rape, slash, thesentinel, torture, violence
I stretched, and bumped my head on the headboard. I’d never realized Roberts’ bed was so much shorter than mine. Sandburg would fit into it nicely. No, I’d give him the guest suite. He’d have more room and its location on the other side of the house meant he wouldn’t crowd me.* Follows New Geography.
Floating on the Edge of the World
05 Apr 2008
AU, abuse, angst, blair/jim, callistaecho, dark, drama, future, horror, nc17, rape, slash, thesentinel, torture, violence
We were sleeping, that curious sleep of mid-afternoon, where dreams always seem to be bigger, wilder-sadder, than the ones during the night. My health was returning; Sandburg’s was deteriorating; and the air was thick with the humid smell of illness.* Follows So Maybe, Tomorrow I’ll Find My Way Home.
Kick Back
05 Apr 2008
AU, abuse, angst, blair/jim, callistaecho, dark, drama, future, horror, nc17, rape, slash, thesentinel, torture, violence
I woke to Roberts’ raised voice in the hall saying, “I’m sorry, but you can’t just go barging into Lord Ellison’s bedroom unannounced.”* Follows Floating on the Edge of the World.
Forged In Fire
05 Apr 2008
AU, angst, blair/jim, callistaecho, future, horror, nc17, slash, thesentinel
It seemed like all I’d done the last year and half was sleep. When Emil was dying, the sleep was involuntary; as the Sentinel hacks decided I was too distraught to be conscious and induced a coma to keep me sane.* Follows Kick Back.
The Sentinel Conspiracy
“Whoa, hey, backup,” Henri said as he browsed the want ads over Ellison’s shoulder. “Look at that one. Wow.”*
The Escort
To keep up appearnaces, Max seeks assistance. Searching for a backdoor to feed his greed, Alec finds curious employment. Two people who want nothing to do with love find that when love wants something to do with them, they don’t stand a chance.*
The Carpe Felis Series
Nothing beats beating people at Crash, whether it be at pool, at drinking, or at life in general.*